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“Your kisses are as wicked as an M16 and you fuck like a volcano and you’re everything to me

Henry Charles Bukowski

there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I’m too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I’m not going
to let anybody see
you.

there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pour whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he’s
in there.

there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I’m too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
works?
you want to blow my book sales in
Europe?

there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I’m too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody’s asleep.
I say, I know that you’re there,
so don’t be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he’s singing a little
in there, I haven’t quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it’s nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don’t
weep, do
you?

Sarah Vaughan Again

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Or the lip-print on a half-filled cup of coffee that your poured and didn’t drink. But at least you thought you wanted it, that’s so much more than I can say for me.
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Wasn’t it me who asked so stupidly if there were things that I could maybe, do or try to somehow, hold what fell apart together -but you just totally told me never to even entertain the thought that our love would survive (My favorite run-on sentence in a song that uses the word “totally”)
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Then every head turned with eyes that dreamed of being the one.
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Life is a drink and you get drunk when you’re young
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I love you whether or not you love me. I love you even if you think that I don’t. Sometimes I find you doubt my love for you, but I don’t mind. Why should I mind, why should I mind?
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